Ismael Rodriguez Poems

Freedom clings
to the soul of man.
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Hello...
Hello...
Is anybody out their
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Grasping at straws,

to taste the forbidden fruit.
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Particle dreams
Flow through my mind
Both here and there
And then beyond
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Dancing to the beat of other worldly drums
Forgetting dreams of tomorrows past
And foregoing the present for now
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Doors shrink like cold streets.
Where is the big flower?
Life, death, and noise.
Faceless, rainy corners loudly get an old, cold flower.
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Why does the driver stop?
All Horned Gods grab noisy, big sidewalks.
Never shove a skyscraper.
The dead girl quickly shoves the light.
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Who am I?
And who are you?
There is a problem with self.
It's in everything we are.
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Peanuts: stanza I

Peanuts
peanuts
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Drip
Drip
Drip
Water drips from my hat
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